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, "Wf. t"i -. p^', '• -™ :.+DUST AND ASHES.Cor the touch of your cool white handand slim,For the brush of your bronze-gold hairacross my lips, what wouldn't I glv®'*What would 1? The world Is fair,The slopes are green and the bird's songthrillsAs sweet as it used to do;But It isn't as sweet as it was to meIn the days when 1 walked with you.4nd never in field or glen or hill,C r down by the bayou's brink,is the glamour the world once held forme;The cattle wend down to drink,And the jasmine nods as if drunk withdew,And the clover perfume blowsAs faint and far and sweet as then.When the doors of the night unclose.And 1 know that the world is the beauti-ful thingThat it used to be Last night( met a maid and a youth afarIr. the afterglow: so lightC stepped aside that they saw me not,Enamored they passed me by.And .lust for a moment the old lightplayedTransforming the sea and sky.And so a? I know that the world's thetameX wish it may still exist.Sut the glamour and thrall that it heldir.e inAre |CM, a!..l the Upl 1 k *-< <'■t may kis« no more Ar.I walk aloneWh«re the perfumed nightwlnds weep.And I would 1 might give ail the widewide worldFcr one more kiss and sleep-J M Lewis, in Houston Post.IThe IronBrigadeA STORY OF THE ARMYOF THE POTOMACByGEN.CHARLES KINGAuthor of "Norman Holt." ' Th« Colontl'iLaughter,'" " Fort Frajriw," Etc.Oojyrlnlit. IMO. by U. W Dillingham Co.CHAPTER IX.—Continued.For several days after his capture iibor was listening to the chatter of thenew relief of his fair bodyguard, Ben-ton stepped quickly to the gateway,and, after brief search, hauled aside aloose brick or two and found a tinybillet folded three-cornered, that whenopened said:"Be alert. Orders coming sendyou to Libby. Watch every morningand evening for further warning. Es-cape possible.""Lieut. Benton, I presume," said he ' noted your cold and distant manner,and looking vastly better than I had the *e came this little unsigned note, | saying that I was to be sent to Rich- Dj\ George F. Butler Tells HowCHAPTER X.LIBBY OR LIBERTY.Then came three days of rain.AndHad been Benton's belief that Paul*'as concealed in the room Rosalie de-dared hers at the Henry house—theroom sacred to her stricken brothertnd not until after their coming toCharlottes\ ille was he undeceived.Thtre, one afternoon, the week be-fore he went away, the young con-federate was moved to refer to thematter mainly by seeing that il was asubject of which Benton fought shy.' "1 had been with Miss Chilton and>oor Jack some hours that morning,'•aid he, "for the guard never came in*fce front part of the house, but shetad ordered me to go and get some«leep in the afternoon, it having beenfully determined that I should makethe attempt to escape that night. Ly-ng there in a sort of cat nap towardrive o'clock. I heard the soldiers speakyour name and could not resist thelonging to see you. Then when youturned back I knew you had come tojearch and had plenty of time to flat-ten out between the joists and pullr.y section of the floor over me. Youitamped on my nose with your spurredboot-fctel, Fred, and i never winced."So that ghost was laid, at least asfar as Rosalie was concerned! Buttow about the other—the far morelign fkant and now mysterious freakof clothing herself in Paul's uniform•nd slipping through the darkness ofoight to the stone house? For whosetake had she so carefully disguised,fet recklessly exposed herself? Notfven her father had been told as yet.He had so confided to Benton only *lay or two after Paul's departure, andnow, with her growing shyness, aver-lion. or whatever it might be towardhim, little likelihood was therethought Benton, of his learning the<ecret from her lips and that. too.vhen he was beginning to feel that lieBust knowEvery day for hours he could pacetp and down the pretty, home-like gar-<en. listening to the low chatter in thetrbor, or the soft, bubbling laughtervhen "Jack's girls" were there. Ottourse the story of all his kindnessx> the doctor had been told, otherwiseLis presence would have been insup-portable. But some one had said he* as very handsome, very silent, veryInteresting, and that he couldn't keepHis big blue eyes off Rosalie, and so•.here was much curiosity minglingwith the stately little curtseys each in:urn accorded him.This April evening as lie sat at thewindow awaiting the doctor's comingo look at his arm before tea-time, his♦yes were attracted by the sight of acertain broad-brimmed drab felt hatthat he had noted more than oncebefore that day, passing along thefence at the side of the house wherethe hedge was thick and high. NowFred Benton saw distinctly much ofthe form and some of the face beneathtt, and face and form were those of afoung and slender girl. She lifted upher eyes and looked full at the captiveYankee; then stopped abort, glancedtastily about her; took from the bosom•f her gown a little white note; held<t high that he should see It; turnedAnd walked back to the gateway. Onemoment she held her note aloft again,then lowered her hand as thoughworking vigorously at the bricks, andwhen a second time she uplifted theband the note was gone Another mo-ment and—so was she. Obviously,however, that girl wished him to markthe spot, then come down and get thatAote.Not until the following morningtame there opportunity. Then, whilewhile McClellan's men were wallowingin the mud of the lower peninsula,hold by the elements, not by the enemy—for Magruder's little force at York-town could not have stopped two di-visions when led by a later day gen-eral of the Army of the Potomac—here about Charlottesville the woodedheights were draped in filmy mist, themountain streams ran bank full, andJack Chilton's bodyguard came on dutywith blooming, rain-kissed cheeks.Rosalie, secretly disturbed about hercaptive, as the girls called him. pro-fessed to think Mr. Benton ought tobe glad to come downstairs aud watchBrother Jack being worshipped—"itought to make any man better to seehow Virginia girls honor a Virginiasoldier stricken while battling for hisnative state." Bull Run victims werefew and far between now—either werethey dead or again on duty—and Vir-ginia girls by the hundred were long-ing to lavish smiles aud sweetnessand soothing potions, all in one. onVirginia lads shot or sabered in theirdefense. Time was soon, and far toosoon, to come when every house andevery room should be filled with thesore stricken, and there could be no-where near enough girls to go around;but just now, in April. Charlottesvillehad but three wounded Southrons andone "Yank," and to the foremost ofthese Southrons all but a corps d'eliteof Miss Chilton's choosing were de-nied admission. As to the Yank, noone of their number dare let anotherknow how gladly would her charityhave been extended—even to him. Ofcourse, however, that was merelythrough curiosity.No. Fred Benton was chafing, rest-less and unhappy, and, even now thatPaul was gone, again suffering thepangs of jealousy. A tall confederateofficer, a very distinguished lookingmajor of the staff, had called thrice in^ been led to—hope." How near he therecame to saying "believe!""Looking quite well, my dear ma-jor," hastily interposed the doctor,"yet, I assure you, but the ghost ofthe fine young fellow who rescued methat night at Centerville. It will bemonths before he can handle a sabreagain."How about a pen?" osUed Louns-berry, significantly, his eyes burningnto Henton's gaze as though strivingto read his Innermost thoughts."Mr. Benton has certainly managedto write three home letters—left-handed," answered I r. Chilton, speak-ing for Ills captive guest, yet glancingnervously toward him. "They wereduly forwarded fo Richmond to becensored. Was it there you saw them,Maj. Lounsberry?""1 had reference to possibilities, doc-tor, though I am not acquainted withthe lieutenant's left hand-writing. Itwould be Injudicious, for Instance, notto say ungrateful to those who haveshielded him. were he to answer theletter he found at the old side gate ofthe garden, Monday evening!"The hot blood leaped to Benton'sface. Lounsberry had spoken withthe cool deliberation of one absolutelysure of his ground. The doctor turnedand stood gazing at his guest as thoughexpecting him promptly to deny theimputation. From the stairway camethe sound of faint rustle as thoughltosalie shrank still further away, andBenton felt, rather than saw that hereyes wore fixed upon him in mingledscrutiny and indignation. The silencewas painful and Benton broke it."There was nothing new in thenote, doctor," said he, purposely ig-noring the staff officer. "It was to tellme—what 1 already suspected and,since this gentleman's arrival, havefelt sure of—that I was to be sent toRichmond. Do not let it worry you.I have been preparing for it, and nowI am quite ready to go."For the life of him as the sentenceclosed he could not avoid shooting oneswift glance at the stairway to notethe effect of his words. The majorsaw, turned and finding that fromwhere he stood the landing and stair-way were hidden from view, steppedquickly forward. Benton instantly didthe same, and almost breast to breastthey met there in the middle of theroom—the blue and the gray—the fireflashing in the eyes of each. Therewas the sound of whisking drapery, asoft swish along stair and balcony rail,and in an instant Rosalie had dartedto the landing and out of sight. Ahalf smile, contemptuous and cutting,played about the confederate's lips.He gave no sign whatever that he hadheard. He addressed himself to Ben-ton:"I presume you have burned thatnote, sir, and therefore have nothingwith which to back your statement,but I take you at your word. You areready to go, you say; be ready to startthen at six in the morning.""My dear major!" broke in Dr. Chil-ton. "Surely you "Those are my orders, doctor. 1have no volition." answered Louns-berry, coldly. "And now if I may sayadieu to Jack I'll leave you to suchpreparation as may be necessary. The2'iard will call for Mr. Benton at six.1 co mys-.f to Gerdonsville to-night."With that Maj. Lounsberry turnedhaughtily away, as though the possi-Eat and How to As-similate.Pr George F. Butler, medical super-intendent of the Alma Springs Sanl-. tarlum, Alma, Mich., in the Oc-who brought it—or toben number of "How to Live, gives'some interesting as well as sensiblemond. I have never answered it. Ihaven't an idea who sent It.""But the note " and now shelooked up eagerly, "you have it—still?""Burned It to ashes the hour Itcame!" he answered."But you sawwho left It?'DAUTELi PAST HIMThe dohelp'.esjack la Us lat-lced, vine-covered ar-two days, and hail had long conversa-tion with the little lady of the houseone, in fact, behind closed doors afterlack had been "toted" to his room.Fred heard the colored house of com-mons discussing the pros anil cons asto that indication, and in like mannerascertained that the officer was Maj.Lounsberry long a resident of Alb -marie and now of the staff—the in-spector's department of the confeder-ate army, and Fred could have swornhis pretty jailor was in tears whenshe came hurrying up from one inter-view. Morning and evening both hadhe watched for the return of the ladyof the broad-brimmed felt, but therain or something had been too muchfor her. and she failed to reappear.Maj. Lonnsberry's d< cp voice, how-ever, was heard in the broad lowerhall three hours after his long after-noon interview with Miss Chilton, andthe doctor came briskly forth fromhis study to greet and welcome the dis-tinguished representative of the waroffice—the son of an old familiarfriend. There was good news fromYorktown, it seems, and small I'ompbrought it in with a little pitcher ofcool buttermilk and some "cohn pone"for Marse Benton—-"He Yankees donegot licked agin down by Yohktown"Marse Lounsberry" had so told thedoctor, and Fred went down to Jack'sroom, his arm still slung, fo wish himgood-night and learn what he knewRosalie departed and left them to eachother, and it happened that as thdoctor was ushering his martial vis-itor from his study to the door full 1minutes later, and long before Benton'susual hour for retiring, the dJack's room opened and the Yankeelieutenant came forth, looking verytall, erect and by no meaus brokendown.The doctor gave a start—an uutnistakable glance of warning. A crouch-ing bundle of femininity near the headof the stairs, out of Lounsberry'ssight but plainly In Benton's view,frantically signalled with both impetu-ous hands—with wild eyes and wide-opening mouth gasping dismay—theimperious order to go back at once, butobtusely Benton stood his ground andlaced, half defiantly, this new visitor,who in turn stopped short and calmlyeven somewhat Insolently, surveyedhim. malor was the first to speak.f irther talk with a federalwas something intolerable,or. stunned and silent, lookedy trom one to the other, andagain it was Benron who spoke a re-assuring word. Cordially he held forthhis one free handIt's all right, doctor." said he. "Youand Miss Chilton have pulled me roundfamously. I can stand Libby diet nowjust as well as anybody, and I'm bet-ting on speedy exchanges. Then—ourfellows will be doing something nowhe added, with significant smile.Who knows but they may gather ingame as big as that!" with a laughine jnod toward the r- splendent major, t"Or, is he. like so many of our staff,only for duty at the rear?" An 1 Ron-ton meant that Lounsberry should 'hear, and hear he did and flushed r>-d !under the taunt."Do not judge our methods by thelittle you know of yours, Mr. Benton."he retorted, albeit with admirableself-control. Then, as though a-.iinletormined to ignore the northerner,'may I be permitted a word withLieut. Chilton, doctor?" a questionwhich seemed to recall the doctor tohimself and left Benton to his ownleviees. Without another glance atthe unwelcome visitor, the latter turnedind ascended the stairs to the seco;story, and there, in the dim lighta night lamp, by the eastward wind v.stood the girl he longed to see an Ispeak with, and she who had avoid* !now enme half timidly forward asthough to meet him.From the neighborhood of her ,v.door and her own, and close to • < Iwestward windows Ro.-alif Chi it c ;i .lently led her captive soldier, and then 'turned, her face pale and s'irn v- |stricken, her great dark eyes fillingwith unshed tears."I have a confession to mak.\ Mr.Benton." said she, at length "Do mthink—It's easy for a girl to say s !glad to fl,.d that she was wr.ini;" '"Something has seemed to ni" \ ry jwrong of late," answered Benton, somuch so I was glad to get away onany terms, even to LILby. For whathave I been punished?""I shall tell you—frankly," she an-swered, standing with downcast < ><nbefore him, her white bands looselyclasping. "Do you know, I thought Iheard—that ycu were plotting withpeople outside to escape, and, fatherbeing responsible for you, it hi <-r(i"dungrateful—indeed dishonorable"But what on earth have I said ordone to warrant the belief? I havtalked with no one, coniinun.■ «i• dwith uo oue, except that, after 1 hailstopped short. What right had he, aunion soldier, to give informationagainst some possible union lover intheir midst, one who was seeking tobe of service to him at flint?"Oh, you needn't say!" cried MissClinton, with n curl of her Up. "Weknow—at least I know—the girl! Whatwe heard, or at least 1 heard, a weekago was thai you—that they, that—oh, I can't explain—I can't go on!" shesaid, and now burning blushes, to hisamaze, suffused her face and she cov-ered It with her hands.Then voices were heard below stairs—the doctor showing the major fromJack's room to the door, ceremoniousand courtly even when aggrieved."He will wish to see me—perhapsyou, too—at once," suddenly exclaimedMiss Chilton, starting impulsively for-ward. "I just want to know that—that what 1 now believe is true, andto lie able to say so confidently tofather and perhaps to—to others. Youhad not thought of trying to escapeso long as you were with us?" And loran instant the dark, glorious eyeslooked full into his face, then fell be-fore the intensity of his."On my word. Miss Chilton—no!"•'Then—then," she vehemently cried,"I don't care how soon you do try-now!" and with that she darted pasthim to her own room and presentlythe doctor's slow step was heard as-cending the stairs.It was late that night and the moonhad dipped beyond the Blue Ridgewhen, after a family talk in Jack'sroom, they separated. Not anotherchance had Benton to speak to Rosalie,but for good and sufficient reason hehad found her actions of most unusualinterest. Pale and silent, absorbed inthought, she had taken little part inthe conference. Twice she stole softlyto the window, drew aside the curtainand peered through the outer dark-ness; then, while her father was ear-nestly talking, she seated herself closoto the curtains, and Benton, watchingher with devouring eyes, saw that shewas listening intently for sounds, sig-nals, something from without and pay-ing little heed to what was said with-in. Then, he could not be mistaken,there came a low tap, lap on the pane.Rosalie quickly, silently drew theshade aside enough to enable herto give one answering tap, and a mo-ment later she stole quietly out of theroom, while the doctor was still talk-ing, and, when she returned nearlyhalf an hour later, there were dropsof water on her rippling hair.By this time between the Chiltons,father and son, it had been determinedthat every influence should at once bebrought to bear at Richmond to bringabout Benton's exchange—Fred himselfagreeing to write urgent letters tofriends in front of Washington. Al-ready quite a number of officers anilmen had been returned from Libby,the first small boat-load having goneto the capital and been welcomed bythe president himself before thewinter's snows were swept entirelyfrom the Virginia mountains. "Justone thing I fear," said the doctor, "thatthe tame influence that dogged youhere and led to the order for your de-livery there, may pursue you at Rich-mond.""And will you tell me what that isand why it should be so bitter?" askedBenton.The doctor glanced uncertainly atthe thinned face, flushing faintly eventhrough the pallor of this long confine-ment, then turned to Rosalie. Quick-ly she again left her chair, hurried tothe window and threw open the curtainas though to look forth into the nightwhere ail was apparently dark as Ere-bus."It is a family—jah, suh. I hardlyunderstand it myself. But I'm bound tosay that Maj. Lounsberry has fohfeltedany claim he may have had upon myfiiendship. Now I must look to thatbandage again before you retiah, suh."And thus closed the conference.Not half an hour later young Pompwas nervously fidgeting about the room,on the customary plea of helping MarseDenton undress, when he rolled hisbig eyes thrice to the west windowand finally said, with a chuckle:"Marse Jack never thought nuthin'1 1 of swingin' out of that window when1 ills was his room 'for' de wah."Hat her a high jump for a heavyman," suggested Benton, wondering towhat this conversation might lead.' I.awd, Marse Benton, you donefo'got de lightnin' rawd!"Stepping to the window the lieuten-ant peered forth into the moist andwindy night. Putting forth his handhe could feel, just to the left of thewindow, ti e stout, thick iron rod thatPomp had described.Slowly, thoughtfully lie closed theshade find returned to the dressing-table where stood the single candle.I'omp had vanished, but there, pinnedto the cushion was the mate to thestrange little billet he had found atthe gate. Kven the handwiltlng wasthe same:"Horse*, guide and everything youneed waiting back of the barn. Losenot. a moment! Choose between themountains for a day or two or Libbyfor the rest of the war. Burn this, too."[To !!"• Continued JI saw—" he Impulsively began, then rn|os for acquiring and keepinghealth. He says: "Without we eatand drink, wo die! The provocat veto do both rcsl3 with the appetite,which, in process of time, becomes avery uncertain guide; for the palatewill often induce a desire and relishfor that which Is most mischievousand indigestible. The old saying of•eat what you like' is now shunnedby everybody of 20 years' experience.Still, without appetite. It Is a verydifficult affair to subsist—for the pleas-ure depends chiefly upon the relish.The relish may become, as has beenstated, a vitiated one, but it is quitepossible to make the stomach, by alittle forbearance and practice, asenamored of what is wholesome andnutritious, as of that which is hurtful,and not concoctible."Again he says: "The delicateshould feed carefully, not abundantly;it Is not quantity which nourishes,but only that which assimilates.""Be careful of your digestion" Isthe keynote of the doctor's argument.I-Ie says: "Health In man, as in otheranimals, depends upon tho proper per-formance of all the functions. These'unctions may he shortly said to bethree: (1) tissue change; (2) re-moval of waste; (3) supply of new•naterial. For the activity of man,ike the heat of the fire by whichhe cooks liis food, is maintained bycombustion; and just as tho fire maybe prevented from burning brightlyby Improper disposition of the fuel,or Imperfect supply of air, and as itwill certainly go out if fresh fuel isnot supplied, anil may be choked byits own ashes, so man's activity maybe lessened by imperfect tissue change,and may be put an end to, by anInsufficient supply of new materialand Imperfect removal of waste prod-ucts."Wo should see to it that free elim-ination is maintained, for the ashesmust be kept out of the system in or-der to have good health. The skin,kidneys and bowels must do theireliminative work properly. If thebowels occasionally become torpid, tryto regulate them with exercise andproper food, such as fruits, greenlo Suffer from Sonntlpation, Boweland Stomach Trouble.Q. What is the beginning of «ickneM?A. Constipation.y. What is Constipation?A. Failure of the bowels to carry o®the waste matter which lies in the sU* .raentary canal where it decays and poi-sons the entire system. Eventually tlie*esulu a~e deatli under the name of somaother disease. Note the deaths from ty-phoid fever and appendicitis, stomach anjbowel trouble at the present time,y. What causes Constipation?A. Neglect to respond to the call ofNature promptly. Lack of exercise. Ex-cessive bra in work. Meutal emotion andimproper diet. ,Q. W hat are the results of neglectedCmstipation?A. Constipation causes more sufferingthan any other disease. It causes rheuma-tism, colds, fevers, stomach, bowel, kid-ney,'lung and heart troubles, etc. It itthe one disease that starts all others. In-digestion, dyspepsia, diarrhea, loss olsleep and strength are us symptoms-piles, appendicitis, and iintula, are causedby Constipation. Its consequences arsknown to nil physicians, but few suf-ferers realize their condition until it istoo late. Women become confirmed in-valids as a result of Constipation.<j. Do physicians recognize this?A. Yes. The first question your doctofassk you is "are you constipated?" Thaiis tlie secret.Q. Can it be cured?A. Yes, with proper treatment. Thscommon error is to resort to physics, suchas pills, salts, mineral water, castor oil, in-jections, etc., every one of which is in-jurious. They weaken and increase thsmalady. You know this by your own ex-perience.What then should be done to cure it?A. (Jet a bottle of Mull's Crape Tonioat once. Mull's Grape Tonic will posi-tively cure Constipation and Stomach trou-ble in the shortest space of time. Noother remedy has been known to curt-Const ipation positively and permanently.Q. What is Mull's Grape Tonic?A. It is a Compound containing 40 percent of the juice of Concord grapes. It ex-erts a strengthening, healing influenceupon the intestines, so that they can dotheir work nnaided. The process is grad-ual but sure. It is not a physic. It isunlike anything else you have ever used,but it cures Constipation, dysentery, stom-ach and bowel trouble. Having a rich,fruity grape flavor, it is pleasant to take.As a tonic it is unequaled, insuring tnssystem against diseases, it strengthens andbuilds up waste tissue.tj. Where can Mull's Grape Tonic beA. Your druggist sells it. The dollarbottle contains nearly three times the 50-cent size. , „, .Good for ailing children and nursm*mothers. A Free Bottle to all who hanever used it, because we know it wiJcure you.vegetables, salads, cereals, corn, wholewheat or graham bread, fish, poultry,light soups, etc. Plenty of water isalso valuable, And a glass full of coldor hot water the first thing upon ris-ing In the morning will aid much inovercoming constipation. Regularhabit, cold baths, and massage arevery efficacious. In case the consti-pation does not yield to these hygi-enic measures, some simple, harmlesslaxative may be required, such as Cali-fornia Syrup of Figs—a non-irritatingpreparation of senna in fig syrupLaxative mineral waters are bene-ficial in some cases, but not to be em-ployed continually."Above all be an optimist, heep theheart young. Cultivate kindness,cheerfulness and love, and do not for-get that 'we shall pass through thisworld but once. Any good thing,therefore, that we do, or any kind-ness that we show to any human be-ing. let us do it now. L^t us not deferit or neglect it, for we shall not passthis way again.'"11405name and134 FREE BOTTLESend this coupon with youraddress and drugRist's name, for a 'rce l>ottleof Mull's Grape Tome for Stomach andBowels'toMui.l's Guait Tonic Co . 147 Third Ave ,Koclc Island. 111.Oire Full AMren and Write PUiln'V;The $1.00 bottle contains nearly three time*theSOcsize. At drug stores.WHAT WOMEN HAVE DONE.Tlie marchioness of Tweedale is agood locomotive engineer. She it waswho ran the drst train over the Forthbridge.Mrs. Peary, dnring the several arc-tic expeditions whereon she accom-panied her husband, became an expertand fearless walrus hunter.Miss Jessie Ackerman. a missionary,recently put on a diver's suit In Cey-lon anil brought up from the paars,or pearl oyster beds, seven valuablepearls.Jenny Carey, of Muckford. Ind.,saved from wreck a train containing aparty of distinguished Frenchmen andreceived from the president of Francothe medal of the Legion of Honor.Joanna Maestrich, of Berlin, wasfor eight years Oporto's champion bull-fighter. The young woman, further-more, was beautiful, in 1903 she wonthe first prize at the Lisbon beautyshow.Women, disguised as men, haveoften served as soldiers. The follow-ing inscription is on a tombstone intheThe genuine has a date and numberstamped on the label-take no other fromyour druggist.THE HALF-BACK AUCTION.Honor of Alma Mater at Stuk«Prompts Bid That Getsthe Player."What am I offered for this prim#New England half-back?" asked the auc-tioneer briskly of the assembled managersand alumni, relates Puck. "Fresh fromIns prep, school! A line line-bueker! Fol-lows his interference like a leech! Weight,170 stripped! Come, now!""Free tuition during his whole collegecourse," cried the manager of the ^ a.a-vard eleven."Free tuition," repeated the auctioneer,"during his whole college course. l)o Ihear free board? Remember, gentlemen,lie has a record of CD touchdowns in on*season. Do 1 hear it?""Free tuition and board for four years,shouted the Princvlvania manager, "andwe'll toss in tlie college agency for i)oper •cigarettes."The auctioneer waved hs gavel in prep*ar&tion for the lin.il bang."Tuition, board and an agency. ' htshouted. "Do 1 hear free clothes: Re-member, half-backs are scarce. 1 his on*is guaranteed for four lull years and apostgraduate course. Going at tuition,board and an agency! Going—1 amastonished—going- go—"There was a rustle in the throng. Abreathless man burst ' 1 < * ugh."Free tuition, board, an agency,' orieithe newcomer, "lice clothes, rent free mYandergould hall, free text books, frestrip to—""Gone!" shrieked the auctioneer, liesyours. What name?""Manager Hale university. Last .Tunsby graduation we lost our whole back fieldaiid six of the linemen. The honor of outalma mater is at stake.""Report for practice," he said to hi purchase, "next Saturday morning in thsgym lot."There are people who divide their timsbetween patting themselves on the l-ae*and kicking themselves.FUNNYPeople Will Drink Coffee When It"Does Such Things.""I began to use Postum because th#old kind of coffee had so poisoned myEnglish town of Brighton: ^hole system that 1 was on the pointOf n lilllfrfnl llrrril.Mlfkln* According to the marketreport* hog* are *e ree.Hlfl Inn Oh I Ritess not. I wentnto n barber shop la-it Saturday nightto get shaved and there were thre«il.'ti'l of u>" waiting to have their b*lrcut. - Cincinnati Umiulror.memory of Phoebe Hassel; born 1713.died 1821; aged 108 years. She servedfor many years as a private soldierin many parts of Europe, and at thebattle of Fontenoy, lighting bravely,she received a bayonet wound in theleft arm." ODD THINGS WE HEAR.Rudyard Kipling believes In ghosts.Thomas Kdlson never wears an over-toat.The right ear Is usually better thanthe left.The Chinese national anthem Is sixhours' long.Butter llrst, bacon next, are themost nutritious foods.Women make the best anglers' flics,often earning $25 to J30 a week.A kiss on the lips Is in Finland,even from a husband, a deadly Insult.Twelve ships a week, on an average,®re wrecked on the ocean# of th«world.Dublin's police are the finest. Kveryman is over six feet and yhyaicalljperfect.of breaking down, and the doctorwarned me that I must quit it.My chief ailment was nervousnesiand heart trouble.Any unexpected nolso would caus nie the most painful palpitation, makame faint and weak.I had heard of Postum and began todrink it when I left off the old coffea.It began to help me just as soon aathe old effects of the other kind otcoffee passed away. It did not stimu-late me for awhile, and then leav#me weak and nervous as cofTee usedto do. Instead of that it built up mystrength and supplied a constant vigorto my system which I can always relyon. It enables me to do the biggestkind of a day's work without gettingtired. All the heart trouble, etc., haapassed away."I give it freely to all my children,from the youngest to the oldest, and itkeeps them all healthy and hearty -Name given by Postum Co., HattliCreek. Mich.There's a reason.Read the little book, "Th* Road toWallville," la i*g .